Joe Cocker – A Whiter Shade Of Pale (Guitar)

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We skipped the light fandango

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turned cartwheels 'cross the floor

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I was feeling kinda seasick

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but the crowd called out for more

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The room was humming harder

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as the ceiling flew away

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When we called out for another drink

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the waiter brought a tray

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And so it was  that later

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as the miller told his tale

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that her face, at first just ghostly,         

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turned a whiter  shade of pale

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She said, There is no reason

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and the truth is plain to see.

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But I wandered through my playing cards

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and would not let her be

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one of sixteen vestal virgins

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who were leaving for the coast

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and although my eyes were open

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they might have just as well been closed

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And so it was  that later

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as the miller told his tale

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that her face, at first just ghostly,

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turned a whiter  shade of pale

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And so it was  that later

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as the miller told his tale

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that her face, at first just ghostly,

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turned a whiter  shade of pale